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Volume 1: The Cure for All Diseases Chapter 209: Have you heard of My Little Pony?

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    Almost at dawn, the brightly lit Vegas appeared in front of Zhu Jue and Sam in the middle of the Nevada desert. However, as Sam had said before, they should not enter the most prosperous place in the world at this time.  Instead, the temporary workers at a gas station outside Vegas looked at the strange eyes. After filling up the damaged truck, they drove south along the road toward San Diego, California in the southwest.  .  "To be honest, I'm a little worried now that this car will be stopped by the police" Zhu Jue stepped on the accelerator, making the entire truck make a slightly harsh exhaust pipe roar, and said to Sam who was still sitting next to him.  said.  "Indeed the body of the car is okay, but the damage to the cargo box is a bit too serious. It is almost dawn now, and it is likely to be stopped by the patrolling police" Sam leaned on the back of the passenger seat and passed several  After an hour's rest, although he is still a little weak now, at least his face is no longer so ugly. "Wait a little further and find a more desolate place in the desert. Throw the cargo box down. There is still some spray paint under the chair. Give it to me."  Just apply a little paint on the damaged parts of the car, and you should be able to get through it" Zhu Jue glanced at Sam aside, as if he didn't expect him to say this: "Well I mean, I don't have you.  I don¡¯t have an American driver¡¯s license, and I don¡¯t have a visa or a green card What if I get deported back to China if I¡¯m stopped Speaking of which, I don¡¯t know if there is a second hospital in Qincheng, but I still study there.¡±  Sam then remembered that the guy who suddenly appeared next to him was a stowaway who knew how he got here, and he didn't care that he was still a little dizzy.  He quickly shouted to Zhu Jue: "Stop for me in front, I can't let you drive this car!" Zhu Jue heard this.  With a click of his tongue, he stepped on the brakes and stopped the truck on the side of the road.  Now that the car had stopped, Sam planned to get rid of the cargo box in advance. After getting out of the car, he twisted the fixing bolts on the back of the truck to loosen the tattered cargo box, and then asked Zhu Jue to get out of the driver's seat.  He drove, operated the truck's cargo box lifting device, and abandoned the cargo box in the gravel on the side of the road.  Then he pulled out a tool box from under the driver's seat.  Use one of the rolls of wide tape to put a layer of tape on all the damaged areas on the truck body and flatten it, and then spray paint on the tape with the same color as the body. At first glance, the truck looks like  , except that it looks a little top-heavy without the cargo box at the back, it's hard to tell what's wrong.  "Half an hour wasted I hope those guys haven't noticed anything wrong yet." After throwing aside the gloves covered in spray paint, Sam sat back in the driver's seat and rushed Zhu Jue to the passenger seat.  Then he restarted the truck and quickly continued driving along the desert road toward California.  But as if they were responding to Zhu Jue's crow's mouth skill, less than twenty minutes after they were on the road again, they were suddenly seen on the road. A policeman on a motorcycle blocked their way, and they had to stop on the road again.  side.  "Driver's license!" The image of this policeman is simply a very typical American policeman.  He is a middle-aged white man in his late 40s and early 50s. His body is slightly bloated, especially his protruding lower abdomen. In addition to a thick beard, he also has a pair of large toad glasses on his face.  .  In the slightly open collar of the police uniform, you can still see strands of chest hair swaying in the wind.  ¡°Excuse me, do you have any questions?¡± Although I was extremely anxious.  But Sam still parked the car obediently and handed him his driver's license. He also knew that if he wanted to get to Santiago, the only road in front of him was available. If he left by force, who knew whether he would be regarded as a fugitive or not.  What kind of drug traffickers? With the ethics of the police in the southwestern United States, the next thing they will face may be helicopters and SWAT. They can definitely do this kind of thing.  "Where's your cargo box?" The policeman took out a pen with a small trinket hanging on it from his coat pocket, took a pamphlet and copied down the license plate number of the truck, then glanced at it again and barely maintained his words.  Zhu Jue looked serious. After all, the Chinese community was relatively common in the United States, so the policeman did not think that this guy was actually a "smuggler."  After seeing the police copying down the license plate number, Sam suddenly became nervous. He knew that the truck's license plate was fake. If he compared it with the police station's database, he would easily discover this.  But he still tried to maintain a calm expression and replied to the policeman: "The goods we transported have just been unloaded in Vegas, and the entire container has been loaded on the train bound for New York State and we are now preparing to catch it."  Back to California" The police took another look at Sam's driver's license. This driver's licenseThere was nothing wrong with it, so he returned the driver's license to Sam, and then said: "We have received reports that apart from some accidents, some roads near Vegas have been damaged. Do you know anything?"  "Is there such a thing" Sam's forehead has begun to sweat slightly. After all, he is not a "superman" like Dong Zion or Danling Kosaburo. He is just an ordinary person who works for Santiago.  If the police really suspected something was wrongyou couldn't ask the guy next to you to kill him, so I had to continue to reluctantly say, "Sorry, I don't have a clue here" "Really?" This  The policeman took another look at the overall condition of the truck. Although the sky was not completely bright at this time, he seemed to feel that there was something wrong with the truck besides missing the cargo box. Then he pressed  The radio on his shoulder was ready to contact the headquarters police station to verify the license plate of the truck.  Seeing the policeman's actions, Sam almost couldn't help but pull out the pistol under the seat, intending to knock him down first and then run as far as he could. This place was already close to the border of California. As long as he dared  If others found something wrong and rushed back to Santiago, I believe that Count William would help him solve other accidents.  "Well, this is the police officer." At this time, Zhu Jue leaned forward and said to the police officer, "Have you heard of My Little Pony?" (Where is the doctor! Where is the doctor! And the security guard  , hurry up and take this guy back to the ward!) When Zhu Jue opened his mouth, Sam thought he had something to do, but he never thought that this guy actually opened his mouth to talk about some Rainbow Pony This sounded like a certain Seven.  Cartoon titles that only little girls below grade level will love.  "Umhow did you" But to Sam's surprise, this middle-aged man with a tough look actually put his hand down from the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, and instead took off his toad glasses.  , revealing a pair of round aqua eyes that were quite inconsistent with his appearance, looked at Zhu Jue with a rather surprised look and said.  "I've already seen it. Are youPrincess Celestia?" Zhu Jue pointed to the small ornament on the signature pen held by the policeman. It was a pendant about the size of a Coke bottle cap.  , it was a white pony with colorful brown fur. "It's very tasteful. I also like this Luoli light source-style foster family that can see Twilight Sparkle's outstanding potential at a glance." After hearing Zhu Jue's words, the policeman said,  His expression suddenly looked a little unpleasant, which made Sam feel nervous again. Sure enough, he felt that this guy's nonsense made the policeman angry.  "What are you talking nonsense about, you Asian yellow man!" Following the policeman's words, Sam's hand moved towards the pistol under the seat again, but his subsequent words made Sam's hand tremble and almost let him  The pistol that had just been touched went off. "Celestia and Twilight Sparkle are just a teacher-student relationship. She is obviously a couple with Luna!" "Haha I didn't expect you to be such a sister, officer!"  Lun lovers Luna and Xiaodie are a couple, right?" Zhu Jue smiled disdainfully at the policeman.  After hearing this, the policeman put on the toad glasses again. After looking at Zhu Jue silently for a moment, he finally stretched out his hand towards Zhu Jue and said, "You know we can definitely seek common ground while reserving differences. If you don't tell me, I will  I haven't discovered it yet, but Luna and Xiaodie actually seem to be pretty good" Zhu Jue also stretched out his hand and shook it with the policeman: "It's okay, as long as you have a heart that loves ponies like me, then you can always  You will discover wonderful new things." "Okay, you can leave." The policeman retracted his hand and walked towards his motorcycle again, "Although your car is a bit strange, I think it's okay.  I believe there are no bad people among those who like ponies!¡± It wasn¡¯t until the policeman drove away on his motorcycle that he could not recover. After a while, he asked Zhu Jue in confusion.  : "You guyswhat happened just now? Are you all followers of the same cult?" Zhu Jue smiled softly and said, "Did you know that I have been in a mental hospital before?" Sam said incomprehensibly.  Zhu Jue said: "How can I know this Well, have you ever suffered from any mental illness? Schizophrenia or mania?" "That's right." Zhu Jue nodded, looking very proud, "It's just that I  The cause of hospitalization is Herm¨¨s Syndrome. PS: I have been watching the World Cup recently it consumes too much energy, but if I could do it again I would definitely buy the football lottery for Germany's big victory over Brazil!  Maybe I'll be a millionaire now!
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